So Long Summer

Or maybe not. Camping this weekend was magnificent. The weather was impeccable, sunny days and cool crisp starry nights. Really, it could not have been more perfect.



Just look at that sky!



Some highlights

A trip to Totnes - there was a flea market, where I found a great winter skirt. A mustard pencil skirt no less (photograph to follow). Some books including an Errol Le Cain! And some tap shoes and checkered plimsolls for Iris (although, i really do wish they were my size, I mean, look at them!).



A look around the church (Iris is crazy for churches and castles these days) where we saw a sneak preview of the enormous Angel, Mary, for the annual Lantern Parade. I spied signs of Autumn tucked into corners everywhere, and some opportunist graffiti.





A picnic lunch in the grounds of Totnes Castle. We enjoyed the men all dressed fetchingly in World War Two Home Guard uniforms (they were having a History Day). I thought this chap looked very dashing - that moustache! Oh my!







Lots of things for sale by the side of the road.

From zinnias to...



Tractors! Obviously Iris was quite keen on this. (We didn't buy it).



A magical Lantern Procession through the tiny winding streets of Totnes starting as gloaming fell. We were super-keen to see the Angel after the little glimpse that morning. Iris was so excited!







Sitting underneath a sky laden with stars, in front of a campfire with an amusing companion and a bottle of red wine.

Paddling in the river. Floating fairy boats and see who could make the biggest splash.

Pancakes for breakfast every morning with homemade plum jam and butter.

Another picnic, this time with the wild ponies of Dartmoor, standing really rather close by, amazing and slightly unnerving.





A peaceful walk around a beautiful reservoir, Iris walked/trotted/skipped/jumped and ran the whole way round. That in itself made me very happy.





Look at the dam! So beautiful.



So, Summer, if this really is it, what a way to go out. It was with heavy hearts that we packed away the bell tent, but memories of this weekend, might just keep me going until April 2010. Just.